1. The Neiborliness of Andrea Williams


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: Mario Caliente, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    inside me! Except for what’s been running down my leg. “Until when, do you think?” He sounded worried. “Uh…probably another hour. I told Mrs. Connelly I’d be back around 9:30.” I lost track of the number of orgasms I had. He’s seventeen and makes me come like a machine gun. “Okay, babe, I gotta go. We’re in the middle of dinner, and I don’t know how long it's going to last. I’ll call you tomorrow. I love you.” “Love you, too,” Andrea replied. Nothing to worry about, honey. I had my tubes tied after Megan was born, remember? “Bye, honey.” After hanging up, Andrea hugged herself and looked about the Johns’ family room, softly illuminates by that single lamp. A growing guilty conscience was now weighing down upon her. I am the worst person in the world. She suddenly wanted to get out of this house. To be away. To go home and hug her children. She needed her clothes. Her purse and brown bag that had contained the wine were still on the table where she had left them, but her clothes, as well as Brandon’s, were strewn about the family room. She found her jeans and panties on the floor by the overstuffed chair. The boots and socks were by the sofa. The blouse and leather jacket were more in the middle of the room. Her bra—how did it get way over there? Andrea decided she would come back in the morning to collect the wine bottle and glasses, clean the wine stain off the carpet, look for the button that had been torn from her blouse and for any other telltale signs of her debauchery. ...
    Right now, she just wanted to get out of this house and what it now represented. Hurriedly, after lifting Brandon’s t-shirt over her head and off, she began to dress. First she pulled her bra on and adjusted it into place. She was then about to step into her panties when she felt how wet they were and decided to just stuff them in her purse. She next put on the blouse but left it unbuttoned while she reached for her jeans. She had one leg into the jeans and was in the act of putting her other leg in, standing on one foot, when she saw him standing there out of the corner of her eye. It was so unexpected and so startling, especially given her present state of mind, that she lost balance standing on her one foot and fell awkwardly to the carpeted floor, landing on her butt, with only one leg in her jeans. She immediately sat up on her elbows and looked anxiously up at the boy as he stood watching her. “Brandon, you scared me!” she blubbered. “I thought you were asleep.” The teenage boy said nothing. He was stark naked and his stiff pole stood out proudly at an angle slightly higher than parallel to the floor. From Andrea’s vantage point on the floor it was an impressive sight of masculine physiology. The way in which the boy regarded her made Andrea suddenly feel like it was lunchtime at the zoo, and she was lunch. A natural reflex caused her to crabwalk backwards a few inches, scooting away on her butt from where he stood. This caused the jeans on her one leg to pull down to ...
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